Going Coastal.
Here's a question, how do you get your hotheaded husband onto a plane that is a walking WMD? Do you…
A. Knock him out?
B. Trick him, then knock him out?
C. Assure him that everything would be okay?
D. Knock him out and lay him on your lap?
If you answered D, then you'd be correct. Renaru was still so cute using my lap as a pillow. I smiled and stroked his hair. He smiled and the flight was peaceful. I've taken this flight many times before. I still didn't get what was so scary to him about planes. Maybe because it was a small space? He stirred.
"We there?" he mumbled.
"Not yet, darling," I sighed.
"Wake me up when we get there…" he yawned.
I smiled, ever since he and I started dating, his English improved exponentially. It'd help in the long run. Little did I know his popularity over in the States was much higher than even back home. When the plane landed, we grabbed our stuff, considering it was a private jet, and stepped out into the tarmac beyond.
Renaru yawned, "God, I'm so tired… 'less just get to the house an' sleep,"
"Hear, hear, Renaru…" I sighed, we took a car to the mansion. Well, it was more like a beach house, but we didn't care about what it was or how big it was, all we wanted was dear, precious sleep. Renaru stripped off his pants and shirt and tackled me to the bed, "My pillow!" he snapped.
I was worried sick. So worried. Mostly 'cause I was more than halfway across the world from my precious little Mimi-chan. I hope she's good for Denki and Jiro, and her little friend Otouhon. I was awake now, and I knew that Momo was cuddling me.
"Look at you, laying there sleepin' like the cute little space heater you are…" she mumbled, "Morning, darling," I felt her lips on my forehead and I popped up.
"Morning!" I yelled.
"GAHHH!" she screeched, smacking me.
"D'oww! Okay, I needed that," I said.
"I'm sorry, dear," Momo sighed, "You startled me, I thought you were asleep,"
I yawned and kissed her, "Ain't nothin' I can't shrug off, so… breakfast, then beach?" I asked.
Momo giggled and touched my cheeks, "Of course, that's what we came here to do… in the day anyway," she hinted.
"Wait…" I mumbled, "Do you mean…?"
Momo nodded, "All night if you want it to be…" she teased.
"Riight…" I segued, getting out of the cushy bed and putting on a new shirt and my trunks, not knowing that today would test my limits and my patience. I started to cook again, finding that Denki sent me a photo of Mikan and Otouhon sleeping together, with her cuddling him startlingly similar to her mother's cuddling.
I chuckled and heard footsteps, "Renaru, dear, I bought this before I decided on which place we go to, what do you think?" Momo asked she was wearing a new swimsuit, making me almost drop the plates of food I made for us.
"D'uhhhh… Ahhh…" I mumbled, poising myself to try not to squeal. It flattered her amazingly, she grew out of the white one and went for a more purple one this time, it hugged her curves well and was modest in comparison to the white one.
Yet she was still a knockout. She'll be the envy of the beach. If we even get there… I was so excited to see the differences America had to Japan. Already the side of the road on which we drive was different. I knew we were right across the road from the beach, and I hoped no one would bother us.
"You think I can fight a shark?" I asked.
"Please don't," Momo sighed.
"I'mma fight one," I decided, "An' bring back pics for the boys and teeth for Mimi," I clenched my hands into fists.
"Please dear, don't fight a shark…" Momo pleaded, "Who's going to cuddle against my pillows if you're covered in shark blood?"
I hesitated, "Fuck! I can't say no to you…" I sighed heavily. Soon, after we were done, we hit the beach, seeing so many people there. I was glad for the crowd, because if anyone knew us…
Say goodbye to your vacation, say hello to another day dealing with tabloids… I took one look at the surf and spread my hands out behind me, running and blasting at the edge, diving in and blasting out in a torrent of bubbles and spray, feeling like a million bucks because I was with my beautiful wife at a nice beach.
"Yeah!" I yelled, landing on my back and floating, closing my eyes and drifting back towards shore. I felt so good, so free, but… then the Jocks showed up. I didn't care about their names, only that they were ogling my Momo, and not in a Mineta way.
Momo just ignored them, but I couldn't. Hands off, otherwise you might lose 'em. I swam back, seeing them talking to her, stuff that sounded like Mineta or Sero's attempts at wingmanning. I walked up calmly, hands shaking.
"C'mon babe, I'm sure that man of yours ain't too strong, not as strong as me!" their leader, let's call him Trash Boat, laughed.
"Yeah, you're one fine girl!" one of his friends, let's call him Dickless, hooted.
The third turned and saw me, let's call 'im Good Guy, he took one look at me and gawked.
"Trash Boat, Dickless, that's him," he gulped, "So sorry for my friends, sir!"
"Where's your pride, Good Guy?! He's nothin'! There's no way a girl like Creati ended up with a shrimp-like this puke!" Dickless snarled.
"Say that again?" I asked.
"You're. A. Shrimp," Dickless repeated.
"Says the two guys who didn't leave my WIFE alone," I snarled, "Now go before you get a one-way ticket to the ocean!"
Good Guy ran off, and the other two loomed over me. I stood as tall as I could, igniting. I sighed.
"Seems like I need to teach the two of you to leave a beautiful lady such as my amazing wife alone," I huffed, they went for a punch, but I dodged, smiling.
"What the-"
"He's fast!"
"Nah, you guys telegraph a ton, so I know exactly what's comin'!" I snapped, "You shoulda listened to your friend!"
I smiled and pushed them away, not using my quirk, "Just go and don't bother us again!" I warned with a friendly grin, I extinguished as the guys dashed off, "WE'RE SORRY, SIR!" they yelled.
Momo smiled as I came back to her, laying against her as she dried me, massaging my sore muscles. She knew that I could easily get tired if I used my sparks and blasts without my bands in standard Full Salvo. Burning would make me pass out, and Shattering Star would be my last resort, used at the end of my rope.
I felt so good, but it turns out Dickless and Trash Boat caused quite the commotion. Turns out that word traveled fast that Creati and Renegade were on the beach. When we saw the people coming, I picked up Momo and our stuff.
"So sorry everyone! We're on vacation!" I snapped, using a small blast, kicking up small bits of sand and running back towards the house. I let Momo down and she seemed… sad? Other than the Jocks, our morning was fun, but…
Then it hit me.
It was about our baby.
This was our first trip anywhere without her. But isn't this our honeymoon? Wait, I think she misses our little girl because she's so far away.
"Momo, Mimi's stronger than she looks, I know you're worried as all get out about her, but she's fine! She's our girl, and I know Denki and Jiro are takin' good care of her, they are our best friends after all!" I assured her.
"Look, he may be a dumbass, and I may be a dumbass, but we both know how hard you work, we deserve this, babe," I sighed, kissing her.
"We got sand all over ourselves, and I can't wait to take a dip in that hot tub! I mean, seriously, that hot tub's been a dream o' mine," I sighed, she smiled and sighed.
"It's true, I am a little worried about Mikan…" she admitted, "Can you help me with my suit? I think I got sand in the top…" she mumbled. I fiddled with it and she was grinning the whole time.
"Momo, you're lying," I stated.
"Psh, what? No…" she scoffed, "Would I lie?" she asked.
I saw her perfect pillows, I smiled.
"Yeah, you would, you just did," I sighed, pulling it off and ditching it. I carried her to the hot tub and we got it ready. Getting in and we started kissing each other, I held her close in the warm water, watching the sun drift through the clouds.
"It's pretty…" I sighed, "Have I ever told ya that I wanna go out shinin' like the sun? So bright, so loud and so powerful that nobody will forget me?"
"No," Momo stated.
"I guess, dyin' in your arms would be nice, too… one last time, leaving together…" I murmured, "I wanna die on my terms, on my feet, loud and proud, scorching the goddamn Earth… leaving Mikan and any of our other kids a world newly born from my ashes,"
"Do you mind if I burn with you?" Momo asked.
"Not at all, baby…" I whispered, "Holding you in the flames would be amazing…"
Momo and I kissed again, laying against each other, the hot water wrapping us in heat, her hair wet and spreading below her in the water, her dark eyes closed. I separated from her.
"What's gotten you so philosophical, Renaru?" Momo asked, breathily, and huskily.
"The heat, the feeling of our hearts beating just underneath our skin… It's so beautiful, isn't it? Our sunburns, the ocean crashes, and our hearts beat, fully automatic," I muttered against her wet and soft skin, I kissed it.
"Mm…" she moaned a little, I kissed her even more, picking her up and rising out of the water, her arms tenting me and I kissed her scar, heat radiating from it. I sucked on her scar, trailing up to her neck.
"What's your fantasy, love? I gotta know…" I said between kisses.
"I just want you to fuck me… until you break me again…" she whispered.
"What? Not like your birthday!" I objected.
"I loved it, Ren… I loved it so much…" she sighed, we greedily kissed each other, we continued to kiss until…
"Hahh… Ahh…" she gasped, a trail of saliva dripping into the water, her body radiating with heat, I picked her up and carried her inside, her eyes staring into mine, she was oddly calm. I slipped off the bottom, down her ankles, palming her generous ass, kissing her lips, and laying her down on the bed, the remaining water evaporating due to the heat I was giving off.
Her skin was so soft… and I teased her soft pillows. Licking at her nipples.
"Please… Ren… give it all you've got… I know you have a lot to let out, I've never seen you that angry, let it out, rough me up, abuse me… then hold me… tell me you love me… make me yours…" she urged.
"Momo, I can't hurt you like that…" I sighed.
"Honey… sweetheart… baby… you know what that does to me…" she warned.
"Momo… you know what being so bratty does to me," I snarled.
"So come on! Where's that fire? Where's that spirit, dear?" Momo challenged me, "You wanted me so much that night, wearing that sexy lingerie, beckoning you, seducing you, so DO IT! Turn on the heavy metal and drown me in you until I'm nothing but a gasping idiot in your arms!"
"Anything to stop you from whining, then…" I purred, amping up the music, mostly drowning out everything else.
Bed. Meet Momo, nice, sweet, a bit of a brat. Wall. Meet Momo, you've probably never been this close. Momo clung to me, pleading with me between gasps to stop, but it was too late, she challenged me, and this was the act she'd normally put up when she turned me on.
Feigning helplessness when my real signal to stop would be to kiss me on the cheek, "D-Don't… D… DON'T STOP!" she screamed as I ignited and grabbed hold of her, kissing her hair and thrusting strongly.
"Shhh… they might hear how slutty you are, no one wants to see how slutty Creati is, right?" I asked, "Much less hear it," I growled.
"Ohhh…" she groaned, "I'm sorry…"
"I'm sorry, who?" I asked.
"I'm sorry, Renaru…" she sighed.
"Good girl…" I sighed, "Very good…"
"I… didn't say you could… ah… stop…" she gasped, I went harder.
Then, she was moaning and sighing, shaking from the sparks exploding a little on her skin, she held onto me, kissing me on the lips, my hands in her hair, thrusting and I felt her pull away.
"Ren… Renaru… honey… I'm going to cum…" She said.
"Jeez, so slutty…" I sighed, "I'm not gonna stop jus' because of that,"
Momo smiled, "Keep going if you want…" she sighed, releasing at the same time as me, but I kept going, pressing her against the window, she let out a "Noooo…"
"What…?" I asked.
"P-People can see us, Renaru…" she whined, "They can see all of meee…."
"Says the girl that had no problems stripping nude in the USJ, and you're lying right now. I can tell because your wet folds are telling me otherwise," I crooned.
"No dignity, no shame, no wonder your grandmother doesn't like me… I brought out the real you…" I whispered.
"Renaru… god, I love you…" she sighed, shoving herself closer, her back against me, pressed up to the warming glass. She was crying out, moaning, smiling. She was enjoying it.
"You're perfect… so perfect…" I sighed, holding her tightly, feeling her release and still I kept going, this time we ended wrapped in the blankets, her final cry loud and soft at the same time as I fell against her, right on target and sliding slowly out, holding her close.
"Ah… ah…" Momo gasped.
"Still such a trooper… good job…" I sighed.
"M-More…." she breathed.
"Huh?" I asked.
"More…" she repeated.
"Momo… I'm wiped…" I sighed.
"More! More! More!" she demanded, "I want more… I need more… More…"
I turned her around and thrust back in, her gasp made me smile, "Alright… I'm still a little frustrated… but I dunno who's more addicted, you… Midnight… or Melissa," I sighed.
"At this rate, you might surpass them," I continued, messily kissing her.
"Mmm…" Momo muttered, "I'm better than them… I'm better…"
"I know, dear… why else did we get married? Melissa's too clingy and Midnight's a lawsuit waiting to happen…" I sighed.
It's like she never has enough, and she was such a good sport about it, too. She and I finally gave up, my sparks forcing me out of my regular Full Salvo because my stamina was gone. She looked up at me.
"Hah… I beat you…" she said, "You did such a good job, honey…" I laid against her chest.
"Momo?" I asked.
"Hm?" she wondered.
"I like making you happy… Did I make you happy?" I asked.
"Yes, now tomorrow's my day to make you happy…" Momo sighed, "I love you…"
"I love you too," I said.
"Goodnight, Renaru…" she yawned. "Goodnight, Momo," I said. I closed my eyes and heard the waves outside through the window, whispering. Mikan's going to be a big sister… The thought just made me giddy.